From my point of view, today was quite tragic.

Xj and I went to xwls’s house to visit her and her baby. After having lunch together and chatting, we decided to make a move. I opened the door and guess what? I couldn’t find my shoes! I thought I was dreaming at first, but when I looked around, only xj’s sandals were there. Then it finally sank in that someone must have stolen my shoes.

I was stunned. That pair cost mom and dad at least a hundred dollars and I had it for less than a year.

There was nothing much we could do, so I borrowed a pair of slippers and went shopping for shoes with xj. My post-trauma budget was below a hundred. I finally found one but it isn’t the same Asics brand. So now I’ve broken out of the Chan family Asics chain. Every Chan has an Asics pair of sport shoes – from my grandparents to my uncle, aunt, cousins, parents and Jean.

Whoever stole it really has weird morality. Anyway, I’ll just treat it as a Christmas present for someone who hopefully needed it more than me. I’m very tempted to lock up the shoe cupboard outside my house. Although condos are supposedly safer, there’s still a risk. The thief can easily run off with 3 Timberlands and another 3 Asics shoes.

From mom’s point of view, my tragedy was a blessing.

After I got home at night and told her about the incident, of course she was shocked. But then when she and dad started talking about it, she was laughing for like 5 whole minutes.

I think I know why mom took it so lightly. It was because today, I got a letter saying that I was going to be awarded money for some EAGLES thing (which I don’t really know about). And a few days ago, the edusave scholarship thing came in the mail. The awards came at the right time because it could compensate for the loss of my shoes, as well as cover the cost of the new one, with even more money to spare. Very timely. But still, I have no idea why she finds it so funny.

Mom said it was probably God’s will. Ah well. Whatever it is, for once, the awards came in useful. At least I don’t feel so bad about the shoes.

(Mom just arrived home with Jean and burst into laughter, again.)